GRAYSON'S POV
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Sitting on my bed , my eyes feel thick and my head is pounding , as if someone is playing drums in the core centre of my brain . I look at the piece of paper next to my bed , frowning at the speech my father made me write . Reach over to it and crumbling it in my fist , I close my eyes before standing up . I don't need this damn paper , I know exactly what I'm going to say and then I'm going to march over to the Argent pack to make things right with Heaven - Leigh , she has to hear me out . I'll beg even if I have to . My father made sure everyone knew to be at on the front lawn of the pack house by ten and it's currently nine . I stride over to the bathroom and strip out of my shorts and climb into the shower , opening the faucet . The cold water soaks my body and I hur
